A Mi Papá
Tego Calderón
To My Dad
How difficult it is for me without you
I had to write it
To whom was I going to tell?
Sometimes I think I receive his call
To tell him that Malcolm was born
And Ebony loves him
It hasn't been easy but I'm dealing with it
Carrying the same burden
You know what I'm talking about
We miss you, representing you
Bringing you down, remembering you
Kenya is with me working well
Now comes the new album to see who's who
I take it easy, mine is safe
The Underdog, I sell two for one
I keep dealing with the pigs of this industry
But it's all good, one finds a way
I keep moving forward as you taught me
Always avoiding being crushed by the big one
Taking things day by day
If I lose my mind in the process, smile
Because he deserved it, the cake is divided
For my child always shared
I have Jiguirri Records, still friends with Elías
There's more than I dreamed of in my merchandise
I sang with La Fania, I know you knew
Because even though I didn't see it, I felt it
In the Republic they censored me for his favorite song
It's all good, we're up to date
Live the pese up to Sila María
Without being an artist as he wanted
How difficult it is for me without you
I had to write it
To whom was I going to tell?
Sometimes I think I receive his call
To tell him that Malcolm was born
And Ebony loves him
One knows that nothing is eternal
But everything fell apart when I lost him
I have continued forward as you taught me
Always avoiding being crushed by the big one
Thanks to you I have the seed
Of my culture, my flow of vegetables
A school that even the richest would want
Calderón, and the race with the name Esteban
The one who always supported me and believed in my talent
Not even being in prison did he turn his back on me
Thank you for the mother you chose for me
To give me life, Pilar Rosario, the best
My partner who suffered more than me
And at the end of the well saw light
And I don't complain, because I had him by my side for 32 years
And he saw me stuck
He was present at the Clemente
Bellas Artes with Gilberto
With my little brother Vicente
How difficult it is for me without you
I had to write it
That you are my hero
Idol of the majo here
How difficult it is for me without you
I had to write it
To whom was I going to tell?
Sometimes I think I receive his call
To tell him that Malcolm was born
And Ebony loves him
One knows that nothing is eternal
But everything fell apart when I lost him
I have continued forward as you taught me
Always avoiding being crushed by the big one